"How many ghosts you got on your ass that you wouldn't know it was me?" Sam fires back immediately while curling his fingers into the fabric of Bucky's jacket, trying to protect them a little more from the biting cold.

One time in Afghanistan, he got trapped in a collapsed mine shaft with the person he was meant to extract. Sam's not sure which experience is more miserable, though all in all he supposes freezing to death is a little better than potentially starving or suffocating.

"I'd just throw things at your incredibly thick skull. Poltergeist all the way."